I remember the day. The day was the last day of normal life; the day everything began.
Everything seemed normal…yes, everything seemed fine. Just fine. It was a beautiful Tuesday in late October, I remember the bare trees and rustling leaves as they danced in the wind—around your feet and long curbs. I remember the sky was dark and cloudy, and the air was crisp and chilly. I remember the sound of my dark brown boots marching through puddles as I walked with my friends across the street to our favorite donut store. I remember the laughs.
“Mari,” Kayla had said still laughing from the previous remark, “Isn’t that Lucas?” She pointed at a tall boy with messy brown hair walking in a group of friends ahead of us.
I readjusted the knit scarf on my neck, and brushed my curly brown hair from my eyes, “It’s Luke, Kayla.” I corrected her.
Beth hit me, “That cute guy in your 2nd period?”
“Well…yes.” I blushed.
“He is cute,” Anna commented, getting that lustful look in her eyes.
“Why don’t you ask him out?” Kayla asked me and then she turned to Anna, “Before Anna does.”
“I never said I was going to,” Anna told her.
“I can’t,” I told Kayla.
“He won’t say yes,”
“Why wouldn’t he?”
“I just know he wouldn’t,”
Kayla sighed and opened the door to Super Donuts, “You have to talk to him. Do you see him today?”
“It’s an A-day right?” I asked following her in.
“I think so.”
“You have to talk to him, Mari.” Kayla told me.
“I always do,” I laughed.
She gave me a look and pulled out her wallet, and turning to the clerk she said, “4 dozen donut holes please.”
I sat down with Beth and Anna and looking out the window I saw Luke pass and walk towards the Dollar General next door.
After finishing the donut holes we went across the street and back to school, saying good bye when the bell rang, unbeknown to us that, that would be the last time we would ever see each other alive again.
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